Haiku Friday: Life vs. E-mail

The messages pile
up in my Inbox. Do I
owe you an e-mail?

If so, I’m sorry.
Life gets in the way at the
worst times, doesn’t it?

Cordy’s tooth, job hunts
and summer chores have taken
over my brain now.

I’ve stopped starring all of the messages I want to reply to in my Gmail inbox, because it was simply too many. I’m spending the next 24 hours playing catch-up, hoping to make a small dent in the flood of correspondence I need to respond to. And then once I’ve tackled part of that mess, I can turn my attention back to everything else taking up my time at the moment. Why must the summer months always be the busiest?

But on the bright side, I’m glad it’s all e-mail and not paper mail. Just think of what a mess that would be.

(And oh! my lame haiku today! Next week will be better!)

To play along for Haiku Friday, follow these steps:

1. Write your own haiku on your blog. You can do one or many, all following a theme or just random. What’s a haiku, you ask? Click here.

2. Sign the Mister Linky below with your name and the link to your haiku post (the specific post URL, not your main blog URL). DON’T sign unless you have a haiku this week. If you need help with this, please let me know.

3. Pick up a Haiku Friday button to display on the post or in your sidebar by clicking the button at the top.

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Grocery Store Misdirection

At the grocery this evening, I waited in line at the self-checker while three early 20-somethings unloaded their cart. In it were two bottles of vodka, a 6-pack of beer, and some Red Bull. They also asked the cashier to fetch them some cigarettes. He slowly shuffled off to get their cigarettes from the locked case after checking IDs.

I heard the three of them talking to each other in hushed, urgent voices. Finally, one of the two women said to the guy with them, “I said I don’t know! I’ll ask.”

She then turned towards the cashier and loudly asked, “Hey! Can I use my food stamps to buy this?” as she gestured to the Red Bull with one hand and held up her food assistance card in the other.

The cashier looked up with a bored expression, as if he had heard this question several times. “No,” he responded.

The three 20-somethings sighed in defeat. “Damn – I told you. Just pay for it already,” the other woman said. They paid for their items and soon were out the door.

As I stepped up to the self-checker, my eyes met those of the cashier. “You know,” I offered, “They actually can buy Red Bull with food stamps.”

“Yeah. I know,” he replied with a smile. “But if they don’t know that, I feel no need to tell them they can use assistance to buy that junk.”

I stifled a giggle. Sure, he was probably wrong to lie to them, but I wasn’t going to correct him while they were still there, either.

(FYI – They get a booklet when they get their food card telling them what they can and cannot buy.)



How Does Your Garden Grow?

For my first attempt at a garden, I think it’s going pretty well. My mom wouldn’t even let me plant-sit for her when I was younger, knowing I’d kill everything on accident on the first day, but now I’m keeping plants alive! And hey, it isn’t even quite as hard as keeping children alive!

My garden today: (click any photo to see it larger)

Broccoli

 


Thankful for the cool weather & rain – finally!

 


Future cucumbers


A garden friend

Future green peppers

We’ve already had several harvests of the broccoli, and it’s delicious. My lettuce has also been harvested and we have plenty of basil and cilantro to spice the neighborhood. I can’t wait until the zucchini, cucumbers and green peppers are ready to eat.

Thus far, I’d have to say that starting my own vegetable garden was a very good idea.



Waiting…Waiting…

I’m finding myself currently stuck in a registered nurse limbo right now. I’ve graduated from nursing school, my clinicals are complete, and yet I still can’t add those two little initials – RN – to the end of my name yet.

After finishing school, nurses are required to pass an exam before they can officially have their license to practice nursing. Makes sense, doesn’t it? I mean, I’d prefer the nurses caring for me were tested independent of their school to make sure they really know what they’re doing.

Right now, somewhere in a stack of papers in the Ohio Board of Nursing office is my application for licensure. I’m not sure where it is in that stack, but I’m hoping it’s somewhere near the top of the stack, waiting to be entered into a computer. Considering I dropped it off in person in early May, I’m really hoping it’s near the top.

As soon as that application is processed, green lights will flash and I’ll be eligible to register for my license exam. I’ve already paid for the exam and entered all of my personal information. The password for the test location selection screen is all I need. Don’t ask how many times I’ve been tempted to enter guesses at the password, hoping that youcantestnow or sexynurse1 or even password might be my key to gaining access.

I’ll admit patience is not a virtue of mine. Each day I visit the database, input my name, and am greeted with “No results found for specified input.” And then I growl, clicking away with a mental note to check again tomorrow.

I need a job. I want a job. I want to start putting the knowledge gained from three (long) years of school to use. But first I need that approval to take the exam. Oh, and I have to pass the exam, too, although strangely I’m not worried about that.

I’m sure the Board of Nursing is busy. There are also several new pop-up nursing schools all over Ohio, churning out new nurses at record numbers. I’m only one of many, many names in that pile of applications. Patience…sigh.

Anyone know how to be patient? And can you tell me quickly?



Haiku Friday: Canine Zen

Ears flapping in the
wind, the dog smiles at me from
the car beside mine

A picture of pure
bliss riding down the highway,
head out the window

Sometimes I wish I
could be as happy as a
dog in a fast car

I drove past this car and its canine passenger this evening, and I was immediately mesmerized by the happiness and peace coming from this dog. I don’t know if there’s anything happier than a dog with its head out the window, tongue out and eyes closed to the rushing air. It’s probably as close as a dog can get to flying.

To play along for Haiku Friday, follow these steps:

1. Write your own haiku on your blog. You can do one or many, all following a theme or just random. What’s a haiku, you ask? Click here.

2. Sign the Mister Linky below with your name and the link to your haiku post (the specific post URL, not your main blog URL). DON’T sign unless you have a haiku this week. If you need help with this, please let me know.

3. Pick up a Haiku Friday button to display on the post or in your sidebar by clicking the button at the top.

REMEMBER: Do not post your link unless you have a haiku this week! I will delete any links without haiku!

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